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♪

-Starring James Arness
as Matt Dillon.

♪

-They're making
pretty good time.

50 miles, 5 days.

-It should be us down there,
instead of him.

-Holtz, haven't you been
on enough drives in your life?

-I swear if --
No offense, Mr. Charron,

but I'll be switched
if I can read you.

-Yeah, well, that's a fact.

-You've got something goin'.

-I reckon I'll ride down there
and give Cumberledge my regards.

-I knew it!

We'll run that herd
clear to Mexico.

I'll get the boy!
-Now, wait a minute.

I'm going alone.

-Alone?

-Unless you want to ride along?

-Mr. Charron, you could get
killed riding in there.

-Oh, I don't reckon
old Luke would shoot me.

Besides, it might be worth
the risk just to needle him.

Hyah! Come on!

♪

-That's John Charron!

Let's move!

-Easy, Holtz.

Don't start nothin'
we can't finish!

-Cumberledge!

Cumberledge!

John Charron!

John Charron's riding
in over yonder!

-He alone?

-Yeah, except for that
foreman of his.

-Hyah! Hyah!

Hi, Luke!

-John.

-No one asked you to light.

-Colorado's a little low
this year.

Spring runoff come early.

-So they tell me.

-The last man
that pointed a loaded gun at me,

they buried him an hour later.

-What do you want?

-Oh, I just
come around to say hello.

-Well, you said it.

-Tell me something, Luke.

Who's gonna settle down first?

Them skitterish hands of yours
or them scrub country cattle

that you took off my land?

-Hell, come to think of it,
they was pretty scrawny.

They way I figure it, you didn't
give 'em enough water.

-Hmm.

Well,
it's a long way up to Kansas.

We won't hold you.

Hyah! Hyah!

-He ain't beat yet,
Mr. Cumberledge.

Or, if he is,
he sure ain't gonna lay down.

-You think you've got
to tell me that?

I've known him all my life.

-Hyah! Hyah!

-Phew,
you've got something going,

and Cumberledge smells it.
-Yeah? I want him to.

Give him something
to think about on those long,

lonely nights on the trail.

Mm.

I'm just sorry it has to all end
in Dodge City.

-Yeah.

-Matt Dillon and I
are old, old friends.

Hyah!

Hyah!

♪

-Nothing like a big cattle
drive to get folks a-stirring.

-Big drive means big money,
Blair.

-Money?
Money to be made in Dodge?

They're lucky we stopped by.

Maybe we'll get ourselves some.

Well, Marshal Dillon.

-What are you doing here?

-Well, me and my friends
have been riding a spell.

Figured to rest a few days.

Just passin' through, Marshal.

-Glad to hear it.

Keep out of trouble.

-Just passin' through,
peaceful.

As a Kansas twister.

[ Gunshots ]

-Hey!
-Hey!

-Festus!
-Where you been?

[ All talking at once ]

-Hey, you're a sight
for sore eyes, Festus.

-Matthew, it sure is good
to see you.

-Coming in, Marshal!
-They're on their way, Marshal!

-Boys, quiet down a minute
here, now.

-Hey, fellers,
just simmer down now.

I got important business
with Matthew.

-What in the thunder
are you trying to do?

Start a riot here, coming in
here shooting a gun in the air?

-Hold on now!

-Matthew, old Luke Cumberledge
is just what you said he was.

Half wolf,
half alligator and all man.

-How many cows he got?

-Why, more head
than you've ever saw.

More than anybody's ever saw.

Matthew, them cattle
strung out clear

from the Cimarron clean back
to Wolf Creek.

-From the Cimarron?
They won't be

in here till next week.
What do you...

-I know that, Doc.
-Well, then, we're gonna

have to wait another week
if they back to Cimarron.

[ All talking at once ]

-It's a good thing
that I rode down yonder,

like I done,
because the Comanche's

killed a whole passel
of Cumberledge's cowboys.

Now, he's offering $2 a day
for any man

that will go out yonder and come
back that last 80 miles.

-$2 a day?

-We'll --we'll --
we'll be there.

-Festus.
-Get your stuff ready.

We're leaving first light
in the morning.

-What about John Charron's
herd?

-He ain't got no herd, Matt.
He ain't got a single cow.

-He doesn't?

-No, Cumberledge
bought him plumb out.

-What?
-Yeah, he says he's finally

got the kibosh on him
for good and for all this time.

-Well, there's something
wrong with that.

Those two have fought over half
of Texas for the last 10 years.

-I'll tell you something,

when two men want the same
thing, somebody's gonna lose,

I'll tell --

[ Hoofbeats ]

-That's John Charron.

-Put 'em up!

-Ju-- just hold on there now,
partner.

I mean, you don't give a man
much of a chance.

-You willing to square off,
mister?

-You mean I got a choice?
-Yes, sir.

Fight or turn tail.

-Well, now, that -- that's
a hard doing for a Texas man.

-Let's see how good
you are then, Texas man.

I'm gonna count to three.

One.

Two. And...

-Hold on a minute here, now.

What's going on here?

-Just a fair fight, Marshal.

I'm calling him out.

-How many times I told you
there's no gunfighting

in Dodge City limits?

-It was a thing needed doing,
Marshal!

-I see.

All right.
Hand over your gun.

You can pick it up just
before you leave town, partner.

-Whatever you say, lawman.

-I was just, uh,
defending my life, Marshal.

Kind of good thing
you come along.

Matt, how are you?
Good to see you.

-By golly, good to see you.

-Ought to be more
than every couple of years,

I do declare.
-I guess.

Here, you remember Doc
and Festus.

-Hey, Doc, yes, sir.
Festus, how are you?

So, tell me something,
is the whiskey as good in here

as it ever was?
-Oh, the best there is.

-Well, then why don't y'all
just come on and sample a splash

or two with me, huh?
-Sounds good.

Second round's on me.

-Well, the third one's mine.

-Well, let's get started.

-He don't ever change, does he?

Hey, Sam!
Set 'em up over here.

Pretty girl, see that none
of my men have an empty glass,

will ya?
That's right.

Let's all sit down here, now.

-Good to see you, John.

-Oh, thank you very much.

Well, that's it.

That's the way, Sam.

There we go.

Hey, is Miss Kitty here?

-Oh, she took some sewing
out to Maggie's house,

but she'll be back right away.

-Oh, good.
She still pretty as ever?

-Oh, prettier.
-Oh, couldn't be.

-You wait and see her.

-There you are, gents.

-Hey, Sam, you have one on me
now, you hear me?

-Oh, thank you, Mr. Charron.

-Oh, Matthew.
All right, here's to you, Matt.

-Looking at you, John.

-Would you believe
that big galoot

turned down a partnership
with me?

Yep, to provide target practice

for a bunch
of saddle bums and bank robbers.

And he's been at it
all these years, too.

-Well, I want to tell you
something 'bout him.

This is not generally known,
but he's not quite right

in the head, you know.

-Well, I'll tell you,
I've figured this job

was safer than that one.

-Yeah, well, I can't say
I agree with the decision,

but I sure
did always admire him.

-Hey, John.
I want to ask you something.

Now this fella here
lies a little once in a while.

And he says that that herd
coming in is the biggest thing

he ever saw.
Is that right?

-Yeah, well, for once
he told you the truth.

At least, it's the biggest herd
I ever saw.

I can tell you that, Doc.
-All right.

What'd I tell you, smart aleck?

-Well.

-Now, John, I understand you
don't have a drive this year.

-Oh, yeah, that's right.

Well, Luke dealt himself
all the aces this time.

He'd been herding up that trail
in over a year.

He's seen to that.

Price of beef sky-high.

He's been buying up every head
he could lay his hands on.

Of course, he had to go
into hock from here to breakfast

to do it.

-Well, it sounds like you let
him get the upper hand on you.

But I know you better than that.

-Yeah, that you do.

-Well, what's going on, John?

-What do you mean?
-Well, everybody

knows about the feud between you
and Luke Cumberledge.

And I know you.
You didn't come to Dodge City

just to watch him gloat
over his success.

-Oh, I wouldn't try
to tell you anything like that.

But, now, look, what are we
sitting here spoiling

a perfectly nice day for, uh,
jawing about Luke Cumberledge?

I come up here to drink
and visit with some old friends.

How about that?
Anybody got any objections?

-Not on your old tintype.

-Just pour the whiskey,
that's just the way to do it.

-All right.
-That's the way.

♪

-Mr. Laskin?

-Marshal.

Fine-looking animal, isn't he?

-Yeah, he sure is.
Are you gonna buy him?

-Yeah, when I heard Hank's
asking price,

I couldn't pass him up.

-Are you getting a good buy?
-Yeah.

Anyway, what I'm paying
for Cumberledge's herd,

a couple hundred more
won't make any difference.

-No, I guess not.

-Well, the big day
is drawing closer.

I suspect you'll be just
as glad when it's all over, huh?

-Yeah, you're pretty close
to the mark there.

-Commercial progress, Marshal.

You have to admit it's well
worth a little trouble,

an economic boost like this.

-Well, I'll tell you,

maybe you wouldn't mind
putting on a deputy's badge

and help me out when they
bring this economic boost in.

-All right, Marshal.

No more speeches.
-Well, it's a funny thing.

You know, a few years back,

Hutchinson was a nice,
quiet little town.

Then they brought in a big herd
like this, drovers.

I think there was three dead,
half the town burned.

-I don't envy you your job.

However, I think everything
will be fine.

Cumberledge won't let things
get out of hand.

-Wish I could be sure of that.
Say, I've gotta get goin'.

Would you, uh --
Would you mind telling Hank

he's got a loose shoe?

-Glad to, Marshal.
-Thank you.

-Hush -- hush -- hush up!

Hush up!
Now, listen!

Now, you fellers straighten up
over yonder.

-Yeah!

-We're fixing
to go cattle driving.

Don't you forget
who's in charge here now.

You're gettin' $2 a day
for this drive.

Now, straighten up, or --

Fred,
throw away that whiskey now.

We ain't gonna have you

showing up out yonder
stewed to the gills

and falling out of your saddle.

Now, I mean it.

Archie!

Archie, you ain't a-fixing to
ride this here ole stabbin' pig

on no cattle drive.

Now, go get yourself some decent
horseflesh or you ain't going.

Now, get!
Go on!

Now, ladies, you're gonna
have to move back please.

If you please, ma'am.

Where in the tarnation's
Arnie Moran now?!

We're fixing to ride
out of here directly,

and anybody that gets
left behind

just plain old ain't a-goin'.

That's all there are to it.

Fred, I told you
to get rid of that hooch now,

and I mean it.

You ain't gonna go out there
with your just booze

and think...

Now, I'm in charge here.

I don't want you to forget it.

When I tell you the whole fact,

he's brought across the back.

And don't you forget it neither!

[ Speaking indistinctly ]

-Oh, if you see the boys around,

tell them just to relax
and enjoy themselves.

-They're itching
to get this thing over with.

-Hmm.

Well, they're just gonna have
to sit and scratch for a spell.

And I don't want
them gettin' in no trouble.

-Hush up! Hush up!
Hush! Hush!

Everybody hush now!

We're fixing to ride
out of here directly,

and we're gonna ride out of here

like we had brains enough
to know which way we're going.

Now, Mr. Cumberledge,

he put me in charge
to fetch him back some good men,

and that's what I aim to do
is fetch him back some good men.

I don't want no polly-foxing
around,

no hoo-hawing and hoo-rahing
and trouble making.

-Why don't you shut your mouth,
Festus, and get going?

[ Laughter ]

-Who said that?

Which one of you said that?

Somebody wants to get
his ears pinched off!

-Arnie, was that...

Matthew.
-Festus.

-We -- we just a-fixing to ride
over to your office there

and let you know we're --
we're heading out.

-Now, do you know
what to tell Luke Cumberledge?

-Oh, yeah, yeah.
To hold the main herd just south

of Abe Johnson's place, yeah.
-That's right.

And when he gets here,
he's to see me,

and we'll make arrangements
for loading the cattle

and bringing his boys into town.

-It's like it's writ
across my eyeballs, Matthew.

You ain't got nothing
to fret about.

-All right, Festus.

Take care of yourself.

-Just like a shoat
in a coal bin, Matthew.

This here kind of thing
just sharpens up my teeth.

I'll guarantee it.

All right, now, is everybody on?

Bring my mule over here.

Is everybody setting there
that's fixing to go?

Come on, Ruth.
Get up here.

Come on. All right.

Now, I want y'all to try
to keep up with me, now.

I don't want no lolly-gagging
and hanging behind or nothing.

Everybody ready?

Follow me!
Yo!

-See you at the Long Branch
when you get back.

-Morning, Matt.

-John.

I was, uh,
coming by to see you later.

-Oh?
-Well,

we didn't have much of a chance
to talk.

-I thought we had
a pretty good talk.

-You know what I mean, John.

The only time you ever come to
Dodge is at the head of a herd.

-That's true.

-What's going on
between you and Luke?

-Oh, same as always.

-About what I figured.

-I don't reckon it's ever going
to be any different, Matt.

-There's one thing different,
John.

-What's that?

-Them.

-Blair Smith?

-John, I never knew either you

or Luke
to use professional gunfighters.

-Whoa up there, Matt.

I ain't got no dealing
with the likes of them.

-That straight?

-Has it ever been anything else
between you and me?

-Well, all I know is they're
not in town for the scenery.

-Well, maybe
he's waiting for Luke.

Oh, I know how you
feel about Luke

just like I know
what's between you and me.

Well, if he drove those cattle
over to Wichita,

you wouldn't be caught
in the middle of this thing.

But he didn't.
-John, I just don't want

any part of your feud
spilling over into this town.

-If there's any trouble, Matt,
it's going to be Luke's doing,

and that's my word.

-If there's any trouble, I'm
gonna sit heavy on both of you,

and that's my word.

♪

♪

[ Cows mooing ]

-[ Whistles ]

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

Yo!

-Scroungy little critters.

Phew!

[ Spits ]

-Tell Bresman to hold
that second section back!

-Yeehaw!

-Grayson, take this bunch
on for another hour!

-Obliged.

-Festus, pull something up
and sit down.

-Tell you the truth,
Mr. Cumberledge,

I don't feel too much
like sitting.

Phew!

I thought this here day
wasn't never going to quit.

-Well, you're not kicking about
being worked too hard, are you?

-Kicking don't get you no place
unless you're a mule.

Well, the roundup's about over

and the ropes
are getting short, ain't it?

-Yeah.

Just about 30 more miles
to Dodge.

-Of course, it ain't
but 'bout a day and a half

to Abe Johnson's place.

-Festus, I told you
we had all that out.

-No, we ain't neither,
Mr. Cumberledge.

Now, all you said

was you wasn't a-fixing
to stop at Abe Johnson's place,

and all I said was that Matthew
said that you're supposed to.

That's all.
-Well, it doesn't make sense.

Now, why does Matt
want me to stop short of town?

-I done told you that.

He wants to set down
and palaver with you

some about turning
your cowpunchers loose

in Dodge all at the same once.

See, each of these wildies
of yours,

once they get into Dodge,

now, they're gonna
take a heap of watching.

And if you just let 'em come
in a little dab at a time,

why, it'd be easier to keep
an eyeball on 'em.

Now, I'll guarantee you,
that's all there is to it.

-All right.
I'll set the herd

down where you say and have
that talk with Matt.

But if you're lying to me...

-Mr. Cumberledge,
if you knowed us Haggens,

you would never say
such a thing as that.

It's like my great-uncle Harkel
used to say --

"You catch a Haggen in a lie,

and a thunderbolt will strike
him from the clear, blue sky."

-Whatever happened
to great-uncle Harkel?

-Well, some that says
that this here thunderstorm

come up all a sudden like...

♪

-Now, hi, there, misses.

-Yeah, boy?
-Can I offer you a drink?

-I wouldn't want
to run you short.

-Well, I'd be willing to
sacrifice for the likes of you.

-Oh, would you now?

-Come on,
just a little one to be social.

-No, thank you.

-Well, you sell it.

You mean it ain't fittin'
enough for you.

-It is.

-You've just been put down,
Blair.

-Hi, Kitty.

-John.
-Hey, Sam.

Bring us a couple beers,
will you?

Hey! Oh.

Ah.

Ah, looks good, Sam.

Hope it's cold.
-It is.

-Hear, hear.

-Mr. Charron.
-Ah!

Oh, what you doing up here up
in here in Dodge, Smith?

-Me and the boys thought
we'd might offer you a hand.

-Oh, no, I reckon not.
-Hmm.

From what we heard down
in the strip,

'bout what Luke Cumberledge
done to you back in Texas,

figured you'd come in
to even the score.

-Nobody asked you to sit.

-Hey, by golly, he's right.

-Well, we -- Boys and me
were coming up here anyhow.

-Oh, well, that's good.

Won't be a waste
of your time then, will it?

-You mean, you don't want us?

-That's right.

-Could maybe have a little talk
with Luke Cumberledge.

-Yeah, now,
you go do that for all of me.

-Well, what I hear, Cumberledge
got nearly 30 drovers...

-Well, maybe more, too, yeah.

-Seems as though you
could use a little help.

-Hey, hello there, Matt.

Say, I thought you had a law
against peddling in this saloon.

-Peddling what?

-Well, Smith here's trying
to peddle the only thing

he's ever had to sell.
-All right, Smith.

I want you out of town.
-What do you mean?

-You've got 10 minutes
to saddle up.

-You've got no call to...

-You've got 10 minutes!

-Now, you hold on, Dillon.

-You just give me a reason.
I'd like one, mister.

-Matt, what you all
shook up about?

I told you I wasn't buying.

-John, it's what's between you
and Luke that's brought him

and his kind to Dodge.

-Well, Blair?

-He ain't buying.

-You mean, we took us a long
ride for nothing?

-One of these days,
I'm gonna kill me a marshal.

-Whoa!

-Why don't you look
where you're going, knothead?

You're not
in your cornfield now.

-Wasn't me that wasn't watching
where I was going, cowboy.

-Well, just kick some of that
manure out of your boots

and you'll be able
to get around better.

-Now, hold on, now!

-Get out of my way, farmer!

-Hold it right there!

All right.

Now, the rest of you
get out of here right now.

Get him over to Percy's.

♪

-Hyah!

-[ All talking at once ]

-I can't tell you nothing.

-That's enough now.

I want you all to move along.

Break it up and move along now.
Come on.

-Matthew, they'll be
at Abe Johnson's place

in a couple hours.

Cumberledge, he'll be
waiting out yonder to jaw

with you like you said.

-Sure.
-Matthew,

there's a pot a-brewing
betwixt Cumberledge and Charron.

Did you know that?

-Well,
I figured something like it.

-I figured you'd ought to know
that I've done give him my word.

-Well, welcome home, Festus.

I reckon the herd's in.

-Well, that's right, John.

-Yeah, well, I got a little
something here that's gonna

have a bearing on that.

-I figured you would.

-I'm afraid you're gonna
have to deal with me

when it comes to that herd.
-What?

-Yeah, I already straightened
it out with the cattle buyers.

They --
they verified those papers.

-Well, Matthew, he said...

-It looks like Luke
overextended himself.

It will take him years
to pay off those notes.

His creditors knew that.

They jumped at my deal.

-You bought up all his notes?

-That's right.

30 cents on the dollar.

I'm gonna take that herd
as payment.

-Well, now, wait a minute.

It says here,
a price of $20,000.

Now, if he's got as many cows
as they say he does,

why, there'll be five times
that much money.

-That other paper,
the one just underneath there,

that's a court order.

It's binding in Kansas.

It says the cattle are mine,

and Luke can't sell them
at any price.

-Well, just hold on, now.

-Wait a minute, Festus.
-Wait?

My Aunt Phoebe's tea cozy.

I done give Luke my word!

-I know it,
but just hold on, now.

John, this is a pretty raw deal.

-A raw deal?

What do you call his blocking
the only trail out of my valley?

Cutting off my water supply,

and forcing me to sell my cattle
at his price, huh?

-He did that to you?

-That's right.

I'm sorry that you're
in the middle of this thing.

But, Matt, you've got no choice.

You've got
to serve those papers.

-John, you know as well I do,

he's not gonna hold
still for this without a fight.

-Well, fighting ain't going
to do him no good, Matt.

-Well, he'll catch fire quicker
than last year's haystack.

I'll guarantee you that.
-Well,

then somebody's just gonna have
to put his fire out, Festus.

-Yeah, and they're gonna use
this town and me to do it.

-Well, I'm sorry.
But he was the one

that drove that herd here.

And you and I both know he
ain't gonna change his plans.

-I suppose this country

needed men
like you and Luke to settle it.

But I'll tell you something --

Right now, I'd sell you
both for a bag of salt.

♪

-Festus is riding in.

He's got somebody with him.

-That'll be Matt Dillon.

Get your night watch set.

Like as not, we'll be
moving on in the morning.

-Aye.

-Hello, Luke.

-Matt, you old mossback.

Well, you sure timed it right.

Chow's on.

Cookie, bring a couple
of plates.

-Oh, no, thanks, Luke.
-Well, you've got to eat.

-Well, I -- I'm not too hungry.
-Festus,

you sure made good time.
-Yes, sir.

I --I did make
pretty good time, all right.

-Listen, I want you to know,

it ain't the easiest
for me and my boys

just to be a-sitting out here
after spending three months

on the trail.
-Well, I know, Luke.

I'm sorry to have
to do that to you.

-It's good to see you again,
Matt.

-Good to see you, too, Luke.

I, uh, hate to tell you this,

but I'm afraid I've got
some bad news for you.

-What kind of bad news?

-I take my oath.

If I'd a-knowed this, I'd a-had
you turn your herd east.

-Turn them east?

-Yeah, it's --
it's John Charron, Luke.

-John Charron?
What's he got to do with it?

-You two will never quit,
will you?

Looks to me
like it's a checkmate this time.

-I borrowed this money
from half a dozen men.

Not from him!

I'll pay it back to them
that loaned it to me.

-Luke, he's bought up
all your notes.

The whole thing is legal.

He can demand payment
on them anytime,

just like you agreed
in the original loan.

-I agreed to that with a bunch
of men I knew wouldn't push me.

I'll pay off as soon
as I sell my cattle.

-They're not your cattle
anymore.

They're Charrons.
-Charron's?

You'll see me dead first,
or Charron.

One or the other.

-I don't like to be in a spot
like this, Luke.

But it was my job
to deliver that paper,

and it will be my job
to keep the peace.

-Matt,
I hate to put you in the middle,

but I've got a legal right
to bring these cattle into Dodge

and I'm gonna bring 'em in.

I'll get my money
from the cattle buyer.

-You don't have
a contract with him.

-Why, that thieving,
conniving...

-Well, now, wait a minute.
What about your

buying up the right-of-way
out of Charron's valley

and refusing
to water his cattle?

-Well,
that was absolutely legal.

-Well, so is this.

-You just give the word,
Mr. Cumberledge,

and we'll stop
all this nonsense.

-Matt,
when you get back to Dodge,

you tell that cattle buyer
I'll be in midday tomorrow

to finish my deal.

-Now, Luke, there's a judge
and there's lawyers in Wichita.

-I don't need no judges,
lawyers or Wichita.

These are my cattle,
and I'm gonna make my sale.

Now, you heard me, Matt.

We're coming in tomorrow.

I hope you're gonna do
what's right,

not what John Charron
wants you to.

♪

[ Drum beats ]

[ Bugle plays off-key ]

-We'll all ready for them,
Marshal.

This is gonna be the biggest day
Dodge City ever had.

We'll surely get on the map,

shipping all them cattle
back east.

-Well, it's gonna be a big day,
all right, Mr. Halligan.

Festus, get Doc
and some others to help you.

Make sure everybody
gets the word.

-I'll do it, Matthew.

Now, listen here, you fellers.

Tonight, I want all of you
to stay off the streets,

you hear me now?

-Well?

-Well, what?
-Well, how'd he take it?

-How do you figure he took it?

-Yeah, I knew it.
The hard-head.

I just knew it.
-You sound like you're pleased.

-You can put that in the bank.

-You know, John,
I get the feeling the only thing

you're living for is
to destroy Luke Cumberledge.

-That's right.

-Even if you have to destroy
this town along with it?

-Well, not if he won't fight.

-John, I'm gonna
ask you one more time.

Give this thing up.

Ride out of here
before Luke gets to town.

-Matt, the law is on my side,

and I'm gonna stand behind it.

Now, he just intends to ride
roughshod right on over me.

-John.
-I've told you before,

I've got a dozen
good men with me.

Used to be my ranch hands.

Now, you deputize them,

and they'll take care of
Luke Cumberledge and his bunch.

-They're not gonna back off.
You know that.

-Well, I'll buy 'em off.

Pay 'em their wages,
give 'em a good bonus.

-He's got men that have been
with him from the old days.

They can't be bought off
any more than your men could.

-Matt, I want my cattle back.

-You know,
I can just read the epitaph.

John Charron, man
that opened the Charron Trail.

-Mnh-mnh.

The man
who broke Luke Cumberledge.

♪

-It sure is quiet.

-Well, it's been like this
ever since the marshal

got back from talking
to Luke Cumberledge.

-Oh.
Draw one, will you, Sam?

-Sure, Mr. Charron.

-Well, Mr. Laskin.

Won't be long before you're
gonna have hoes and horns

as high a June hay mound.
Thanks.

-Biggest buy I've ever
been in on, Mr. Charron.

-Best price you ever got, too,

I'll wager.

-Tell me, what Luke Cumberledge
is gonna do

doesn't worry you.
-No.

Why, does it worry you?

-From all I've heard about him,
he's not one to underestimate.

-You're right about that.

I'll tell you what you do.

You go over to your hotel
and lock yourself in your room.

You stay right there
till this is all over,

and then you come look me and up

and we'll do
a little cattle selling.

-I'll tell you this -- I ain't
gonna be in that street

when he rides in.

♪

-Matt, uh, deep down, there,
uh, was a touch of guilt.

I won't deny that.

-There was, huh?

-Yeah, but not enough to make
me turn my back on this.

But just enough...

Well, I mean,
this being your town and all...

I went out there on the street
in midday and it was deserted.

It's still deserted.

Is that the way
your townspeople treat you

when there's a threat
of trouble?

-They're just following
my orders.

-You're gonna handle
this alone, huh?

-Festus will be with me.

-And you talk to me
about being stubborn.

-Can't very well turn my back
on it, John.

-Matt, this is between Luke
and me.

-I wish that was true.

-[ Yells ]

Matthew!

Matthew, they're coming in!

Cumberledge has got his herd
pulled up just outside of town.

He's riding in with a posse
of men.

-Matt!

-Mr. Charron, anything
happens to Matthew out yonder,

you better make sure that I'm
stretched out right beside him.

Because, if I ain't,

I'm gonna get after you
like thunder after lightning.

I'll take an oath on that.

♪

-Matt,
my herd's just outside of town.

I'm ready to do business
with that Chicago cattle buyer.

-Luke, I want you
to take your men, turn around

and ride out of here.

-You'd better get that bunch
out of our way

'cause we're comin' through.

-Luke, I beat you fair.

Now, be man enough to admit it.

Gettin' your men all shot up
ain't gonna help nothing.

-These boys made their decision
before we left Texas.

-My hand's got a stake
in this, too, if it's a fight

that you're looking for.

-You know,
I never knew either of you boys

to let somebody else
do your dirty work for you.

-What are you saying, Matt?

-I'm saying the both of you are
standing behind other men's guns

right now.

-Maybe you'd better
straighten that out for me.

-Yeah, me too.

-All right.

I'm saying there was a time
when Charron and Cumberledge

could settle their own
differences without having

to kill off the men
that are working for them.

-Now, you're not gonna
stop this thing, Matt,

so you might as well
quit jawing.

-All right,
but I'll tell you one thing.

If a shootout starts here,

you two are gonna be
the first ones to go down.

-At least
he won't be gettin' my herd.

-I'll buy two tickets to Hades
for the chance to beat him.

-All right.
Two tickets, fine.

But what about the rest
of these men?

You gonna take 'em with you?

-I don't need these men
to help me beat him.

-I sure don't need nobody
to help me whomp you!

The only thing's gonna be needed
around here is somebody

to bury your carcass.

-You men, clear away.

-Holtz!

Get 'em over there
out of the way.

-All right.
Hold on here.

I don't want anybody
else mixed up in this.

I want all you boys to take
your guns off, right now.

Just pile 'em right over here.

-All right, you heard him!
Give the deputy a hand.

-Get to it.

-Get 'em out of here.
Come on.

Hurry it up.

-Pile 'em right here, boys.

All right, get those horses
off the street.

-All right, come on.
Get them gun belts off.

Get 'em in here.
Hurry it up.

Hurry it up.
Everybody.

Get 'em up here.
Do like Matthew says.

Now, get 'em in here.

Hurry it up.
Hurry it up.

-Anytime, Matt.

-You boys have come a long way
to this.

-Yeah, a long way.

-Now, I'll tell you something.

I never knew a gun
to be the measure of a man.

-I don't need no gun to take
care of the likes of him.

-I sure don't need one.

[ Men yelling indistinctly ]

-Get up!

-Piece of cake, Mr. Charron.

Easy as licking
your mama's frosting.

-Thataboy. Come on.

-You was right as churchgoing.

You didn't need no help
from us, Mr. Charron.

-Hold it there!

♪

-They're sure
gonna need you, Doc.

-Looks like it.

♪

-As soon as I get my wind,
I'm gonna finish you.

-If you need a rest,
you take it.

I'll wait.

-You don't know it,
but you're beat.

-Not nearly, I ain't.

-Come on, break it up.

I guess you two still haven't
learned anything, have you?

-Oh, Matthew...

-All right.
You're coming with me,

right now, both of you.
-Oh, no, Matt.

-You just leave us here
a minute, Matt.

-Wait a minute, Matt.
-You're going in here.

Now you both sit down.

Give us a bottle, will you, Sam?

Now, I want to ask you boys
something.

Did you learn anything
from what happened out there?

-Well,
he learned that on his best day,

he couldn't whip me.

-Well, all you did was kick up
a lot of dust showing something.

-Well, all right.
Now, let me tell you something.

That's all you boys have been
doing for the last 10 years

is kicking up a lot of dust.

Neither one of you
held the other one down

for any length of time.

-Yeah, well, that may be true,
but I'll tell you one thing...

-Well, now,
let me tell you something.

Did you ever stop to think
instead of wasting all that time

fighting each other,

you'd be a whole lot better
off forming a partnership.

-A partnership.

-Him and me?

-That's right, why not?
-Ah!

-Well, because he'd,
uh, well, he'd...

-He'd what?

Luke?

-Well, Matt, sometimes
you... I swear, you --

you talk like you're addled.

-Well, you just give me
one good reason, either of you.

-Well,
you give me a little time.

I'll think of one.
-That's right.

He'll think of one.
-All right.

And I'll tell you,
in the meantime,

we'll just have a little drink
and talk it over.

-Well, that's a good idea.
I'll tell you.

-All right.
There you are.

-Well, Luke, I -- I'm fried
if I can think of one reason.

Excepting, of course,
you can't fight worth a lick.

-It may be a good idea

just to have you around once
in a while to pound on.

-I might make a mark
for myself in this country

if I didn't have
to spend all my time

making sure he didn't swindle me
out of something.

-Tell me something, Charron.

Can you drink any better
than you can fight?

-Now, you come
to the right place.

You just pour that drink, boy.

Yeah, I'll still be
right here on my feet

when they lug you
out through there.

-Watch that spillage there, boy.

-Yeah, sure.

-Go on, drink up there.

That's good.

-Want me to look them over,
Matt?

-No, we'd better leave
them alone for awhile, Doc.

It looks like maybe
they're settling things

after all these years.

-There's only one problem.

-What's that?

-I may run out of whiskey.

-Miss Kitty,
bring us another bottle.

This ain't going to last long.

-Bring us two bottles.

♪

-Stay tuned for scenes
from next week's "Gunsmoke."

♪